Four Points Of ForgettingA Poem by Cassidy Mask1. Remember the look of it. This may be your last.
You’ll stare at me. A little faint in your convictions once again.
Remember this.
2. Maybe it was for the best she tended to believe things happened for some kind of reason. Unknown now but one day revealed.
It helped a bit.
3. He wasn’t one for asking questions.
Tended towards the brutish; loved his father dearly.
4. The night revolves. Translating myself, again. © 2012 Cassidy Mask |
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Added on December 18, 2012 Last Updated on December 18, 2012 AuthorCassidy MaskSingaporeAboutI'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more..Writing
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